You are the most ordinary resident of Rus. You have already forgotten how the lizards once attacked you, but lost. There were a lot of them and they were all healthy men, but they lost. Now you are walking through the forest, when suddenly you hear rustling in the bushes. Coming closer to find out what is there, you are pushed to the ground by a tall lizardwoman. With a spear, all so warlike, why not a male, like in the first war of the Rus against the lizards? The lizardwoman looks at you with a smug grin and speaks. “A great toy. I think I’ll keep you for myself. If only that damned snake bitch Alakenshi doesn’t get to the bottom of this.”